After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

"If you don't mind me asking how exactly do you two low each other?" Alistair asked as they each sank into their respective seats.

"We had a brief meeting earlier today," Leonica vaguely explained, eyes still trained on Owen. "Dotside of the boutique."

"Oh," The agent smiled. Is that so? Well, that makes things even better. Business goes smoothly when communication is made ahead of time." Own Lee

"I couldn't agree more." Leonica finally turned her attention away from Owen and instead, towards his agent.

The negotiating time was rather short, but efficient, thanks to Alistair, and they were able to reach an agreement in a matter of minutes.

"Thank you very much for choosing us." Leonica said, extending her hand to the agent, who returned her gesture.

"No, the pleasure is all ours." He grinned, stepping out of his seat and turning towards his artist. "Owen-"

"Just a second," The blonde held his index finger out to his agent and rose to his feet, eyes trained especially on Leonica as he walked up to her. He was silent for a while, eyes searching hers before he spoke. "You don't... remember me anymore, do you?" Leonica furrowed her brows, confusion evident in her expression. "I'm sorry, what? Am I meant to know you?" She questioned.

And only after she had asked that, did a certain realization hit her.

Disregarding their earlier encounter, she could have sworn that she'd heard Owen's voice somewhere else. Not just his voice, but his accent and way of speaking, it all sounded extremely familiar to her.

But just where had she heard him?

Do You Really Want To Risk it?

-Thirty minutes earlier-

Leone had just finished sorting through the first batch of attending guests when Grace glided down the stairs alone. She glanced up the stairs, expecting the little demon to rush down in his usual energetic state, but he did. ""Where's Ash?" She asked when her son was nowhere to be seen

"The young master fell asleep right after his bath." Grace informed as she descended the last flight of stairs and picked up the dusting reg she had dropped off before going upstairs, about to resume her duties. When she noticed Leonica's unwavering stare on her, she asked. "Should I have stopped him? Perhaps I should have kept him awake so he could sleep better at night?"

"Uh, no. Not at all. It's just," There was a pause in her sentence in which Leonica chuckled to herself. "It's not every day you see Ash fall asleep right after a bath."

her long stare, Grace nodded her head. "Indeed. The Child must

cartoon channel Ashley had been watching late into the night yesterday. Leonica had seen the cartoon a couple of times but never really paid attention to it

back into the guest list. Unlike her, Grace hung around, folding her arms in front of

her out. "Ah, forgive me, Ms. Romero, this has become a force

or turn it off. Some music would

had once again picked up the remote when she spoke up.

"Yes Madam?"

"Leave it." she instructed

had partially overheard the conversation going on between the mother and son, smiled "Of course, Madim. She said and placed the remote. back where it belonged. "I still have a few things to finish up, so I'll take my leave now." She said and bowed, walking away, but glancing over her shoulder one last time to see Leonica focusing greatly on the

favorite

-Present time

finger as soon as the memory resurfaced in her mind. "Ah! Of course, that's why you

into a smile, and he took one step

watched her son's favorite cartoon for thirty minutes straight and memorizing all the characters, Sucky Bunny to be precises. However, the response she got from Owen wasn't what she had expected. His smile instantly faded and if she had looked hard enough, she

right? Leonica repeated, this time around, glancing between

correct. But, how exactly did you know Mr. Les voiced that cartoon character? Alistair

chuckled and asked. "Was I..

on that job, it was kept a secret from the public and till date, not many

at all" She had said those words so freely that she hadn't expected it to hurt the artist himself. "But my son is at least he's a fan of the character Sucky Bunny," Her face once again scrunched up at the character's name, but she was quick to get rid of the expression. "Does

chocked and was about to answer her

a son?" he asked with a confused

I do. Ashley is his

article about you being married,

thin smile that

stood up like that of a happy peppy. No, to be more precises, he suckkenly looked so happy that he looked like

Bunny. He kept gelinge and on about how he wanted that hunny to appear at his birthday -" She chuckled at the memory but before she could

"I'll come." He antuneet